The hand which the man had been holding hung limp and nerveless at her side. She wondered if he was already tired of her, if he would rudely push her away as one would a prostitute. "The Captain has seldom much appetite," replied Blueskin, who, having disposed of the fowl, was commencing a vigorous attack upon the sirloin. But once he had steered the lady down the hall and along a passage to a window seat at the end, he abandoned the subject of society. He felt no pain from this cowardly kick. “A young man comes into life asking how best he may place himself,” Ramage had said; “a woman comes into life thinking instinctively how best she may give herself. She felt she must get him talking upon some impersonal theme at any cost. “It is an annoyance, my friend,” she said, “not a tragedy.
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